MIA'S POVSylvia stood silent, looking at the ground in guilt. And that was enough to let me know the answer to my questions. She had misled me. Lied to me. “You knew didn't you? Yet you lied? Why?” My voice came out in a mere whisper. “Mia, I had no choice. Please you have to understand—” she sounded very guilty, as if begging me to listen to her. “Why? Why should I understand? You were the one who made me believe that it wasn't possible. If you were really on my side, you could have simply told me the truth!” I yelled at her. “Mia, I was scared. If Balthazar found out that you found your mate, it wouldn't have ended right.” Sylvia looked between Christian and me. “Oh, really now? Yet you pushed me into Christian's arms willingly that day. You knew he was my mate. You saw it. Yet you denied it. Do you even have any idea, the conflict I faced during this time? My heart and my mind rebelling against each other, fighting the most horrendous war, and you are saying that you did it fo
CHRISTIAN'S POVMy heart churned painfully seeing Mia in this state. It made me want to rip Balthazar apart in peaces. If only he hadn't taken her away and threatened Sylvia with their lives, this wouldn't have been happening and I would have found Mia sooner. In this whole situation, I know, Alpha Matthews was not the one to be blamed. Yet he was ready to take all of it, if it meant having his daughter close to him. I however was not aware of Sylvia being Cassandra's sister. That was news even for me. Dominic had given me a heads up about the whole Alpha Mathews situation. So I knew this was going to unravel sooner or later. But it was still not fair to Mia. Everything that she had been through. But was there anything anyone could do about it all? Not really. All I knew was that I just wanted to be there for her whenever she needed it. And I will hold her when she thinks she is going to fall. She doesn't even know how much she has me wrapped around her fingers. One command from her,
MIA'S POVI woke up to the soft rustle of leaves outside my window, the gentle whisper of the wind a soothing melody against the backdrop of the morning. As my eyelids fluttered open, I stretched languidly, relishing the comfort of my bed. But as my senses fully awakened, a sense of unease settled over me like a heavy blanket.Christian was nowhere to be found.I pushed aside the covers and swung my legs over the edge of the bed, the cold floor sending a shiver down my spine as I stood up.The packhouse was unusually quiet as I made my way through the corridors, the usually bustling energy replaced by an eerie stillness. With each passing moment, my worry deepened, my heart hammering against my ribcage like a caged bird yearning for freedom.The scent of freshly brewed coffee greeted me as I entered the kitchen, the aroma mingling with the faint hint of pancakes in the air. The cook, a sturdy woman with kind eyes, greeted me with a warm smile as she bustled about, preparing breakfast
MIA'S POVThe morning sun cast a golden hue over the bustling city as Julia and I stepped into the grandeur of the mall. I had anticipated a casual stroll, perhaps a quick visit to a couple of shops, but Julia had other plans. With a gleam in her eyes and a mischievous grin, she grabbed my arm and declared, "Today, my dear Mia, is all about you!"I protested weakly, knowing Julia's penchant for extravagance, but she brushed aside my concerns with a wave of her hand. "Christian's orders," she chimed, brandishing his credit card with a wink.And so, we embarked on a shopping spree unlike any other. From high-end boutiques to designer stores, Julia insisted on exploring every nook and cranny of the mall. Each time my gaze lingered on an item, Julia swooped in, adding it to our growing pile of purchases.Dresses in every shade of the rainbow, jewelry that sparkled like starlight, shoes that promised to elevate any outfit – they all found their way into our bags, courtesy of Julia's unstop
MIA'S POV"Surprise!" The sound seemed to reverberate through the air, filling the space around me with an electrifying energy. Startled, my eyes widened in astonishment as figures emerged from their hiding places—behind bushes, beneath tables.My heart pounding, I took in the scene before me. The backyard had been transformed into a kaleidoscope of color and light, adorned with streamers, balloons, and twinkling fairy lights. A long table groaned under the weight of sumptuous dishes and tantalizing treats, their aromas mingling in the warm evening breeze.But it was the banner fluttering gently in the background that caught my eye—a declaration in bold letters: "Happy Birthday Mia." I blinked, my mind struggling to process the sight before her. What was happening? Why were they wishing me when my birthday had already gone, like every year dull and without any celebration. Back at the coven, my birthday was never celebrated, Balthazar didn't find it important enough. I mean, why would
Mia's PovThroughout the celebration, Christian didn't try to hide the fact that he was practically eye raping me. I constantly felt his burning gaze on my head or my body. The guy even went as far as trading me under the table during the dinner and that obviously made me squeal, which I covered by coughing. But people around us were not stupid. Of course they caught onto what was happening. To be exact, Christian would place his hand on my thigh under the table, giving it a tight squeeze, and start inching it closer to my core until I had to slap it away. I didn't get how he grew so bold in a day. But then again, when was he not bold? He was always the one to make the first move. And I wasn't exactly complaining about it. Anyhow, the night went better than my expectations, the dinner was mouthwatering, the arrangements were on spot, everything made me feel special in a long time. Maybe this was what my heart had craved for some time now. Just some appreciation and acknowledgment. A
Mia's Pov As Christian's warm hand gently cups my cheek, I feel my heart flutter with anticipation. His eyes, deep pools of desire, lock onto mine, sending shivers down my spine. The world around us fades into a blur as his presence becomes the only reality I know. His lips, soft and inviting, inch closer to mine, igniting a fire within me that I never knew existed. The anticipation builds with each passing second, filling the air with an electrifying tension. My breath catches in my throat as his scent envelops me, intoxicating and familiar all at once. And then, as if in slow motion, his lips meet mine in a tender caress. A soft sigh escapes me as I melt into his embrace, feeling every inch of my being consumed by the warmth of his touch. His kiss is gentle yet intense, igniting a passion within me that I never knew existed. Time stands still as we lose ourselves in each other, our hearts beating as one. With each brush of his lips against mine, I feel myself falling deeper and d
Mia’s PovOne second I was plastered against the wall and the next, I was thrown on the bed and landed with a bounce. My mind was hazy with all the pleasure radiating off my skin and Christian wasted no time in joining me on the bed, immediately taking the opportunity to hover over me. His hands rested beside my face on either side, planted on the mattress. Hot. Up close, his features were to die for. A perfectly sculpted sharp jawline and deep striking eyes that could hold me captive for hours. He was the definition of handsome and for a moment I wondered how I ended up being the mate of a Greek God himself. He was out worldly. Truly, the definition of masculinity combined with sexiness and gallons of hotness. The only problem I had right now with him was that I was lying practically naked under him and he was fully clothed. Not fair. So as Christian latched onto my neck, I started working on opening his buttons. If I'm naked, then he needs to get rid of his clothes too. My hands we